Journey to the West: A clone sacrifices to the heavens, possessing boundless magical power.

Chapter 127 Meeting the Princess

Yun Zhongzi flipped his wrist, and a black wooden plaque appeared in his palm.

He waved the wooden sign slightly in front of him.

The aura belonging to Kui Mulang, along with a faint, hidden pressure of demonic blood, instantly spread through the air from the wooden plaque.

Yun Zhongzi moved extremely fast. As soon as his aura dissipated, he clenched his five fingers and put the token back.

If the token were truly handed over to these lesser demons, and they instinctively infused it with their demonic power to investigate, it would very likely trigger the hidden mechanisms within the token, at which point the situation would completely spiral out of control.

Simply revealing one's aura is enough to intimidate demons.

as predicted.

The boar demon's bone spear stopped abruptly in mid-air, its expression changing drastically.

The dog demon scout next to him twitched his nose a few times and then knelt down with a thud.

"It's—it's the King's token! There's no mistake!" The dog demon's voice trembled.

Upon hearing this, the demons immediately sheathed their weapons, looked at each other in dismay, and their fierce glint was replaced by awe.

The boar demon swallowed hard, his attitude softening considerably, but still tinged with suspicion: "Since the King sent you, where is the King himself? Why doesn't he return to his cave?"

Yun Zhongzi breathed a sigh of relief, still feeling a bit shaken, and said, "The King of Baoxiang Kingdom has received information about his princess who has been missing for thirteen years, and is overjoyed to have found a husband for her. He is extremely pleased with himself. Your king is currently being kept in the Golden Palace by the old king, who has prepared a grand banquet with eighty-one tables to entertain him."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "The old king, mindful of the suffering Princess Baihuaxiu endured in the mountains, specially ordered me to go ahead and escort the dowry to visit the princess. Your king also granted this request and issued a token to allow me to pass."

These words were perfectly worded and perfectly aligned with the logic of the mortal realm.

These lesser demons, who spend their lives eating people in the mountains, have no idea about the intricacies of human court politics. When they heard that their king was enjoying a state banquet in a mortal palace, they not only did not suspect anything, but instead showed a smug look of pride.

"So it's the father-in-law inviting his son-in-law to dinner. No wonder the king is so happy he doesn't want to leave." The boar demon grinned, putting away his bone spear. "Since the king and father-in-law sent you, you're no outsiders. But where's the dowry you mentioned? Why are you all empty-handed?"

Yun Zhongzi reached out and patted the gray storage bag at his waist.

"Splash!"

A flash of light.

Dozens of heavy, large red wooden crates appeared out of nowhere on the mountain path.

With a wave of his sleeve, Yun Zhongzi opened the lids of the wooden boxes.

The dazzling golden light instantly illuminated the dim mountain path, revealing piles of gold ingots and bolts of shimmering royal silk to the demons.

The wild boar demon and a group of lesser demons stepped forward and looked around the wooden box.

The dog demon scout sniffed the gold ingot, then sneezed in disgust.

"Pah, what a piece of junk, it has no spiritual energy at all."

The boar demon was also greatly disappointed and kicked over a box full of silk and satin.

"I thought they were some rare and precious treasures, but they're just ordinary things for mortals. These gold nuggets are hard as rocks. They can neither improve one's cultivation nor fill one's stomach. They're even too hard to use to wipe one's butt. Mortals are just mortals. They're so short-sighted."

In the world of cultivation and demons, the gold and silver treasures of mortals are worthless. Only magical artifacts containing spiritual energy or blood-filled food are hard currency.

"Alright, put it away. Don't block the way." The boar demon waved his hand. "Since the king has given the order, I will take you to see the lady. Follow me."

Yun Zhongzi did as instructed, putting the box back into his storage bag and following behind the wild boar demon, heading deeper into the Wave Moon Cave.

After passing through layers of miasma, the entrance to Wave Moon Cave was revealed.

The wild boar demon led Yun Zhongzi through the outer cave and arrived at a stone gate.

"Madam, someone from Baoxiang Kingdom has arrived, saying they were sent by the old king to deliver the dowry," the wild boar demon reported through the stone gate.

Then, a woman came out.

It was none other than the third princess of Baoxiang Kingdom, Baihuaxiu.

Baihua Xiu's gaze passed over the wild boar demon's eyes and landed on Yun Zhongzi.

Her eyes showed no joy at the arrival of people from her homeland; instead, they were filled with wariness and scrutiny.

Thirteen years.

In this man-eating den of demons, she witnessed too many of the Yellow Robe Monster's tricks. Although the monster was obedient to her, his inherent cruelty and suspicion never changed.

"Were you sent by my father?" Baihua Xiu's voice was cold and clear, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

"Yes." Yun Zhongzi nodded.

With that, he flipped his wrist, and a crystal-clear jade pendant with dragon patterns appeared in his palm.

The moment Baihua Xiu saw the jade pendant, her pupils suddenly contracted.

This was a keepsake her father had worn close to his body for decades. Thirteen years ago, on the night she was kidnapped, her father was holding this jade pendant under the lamp, teaching her to identify the texture of jade.

Baihua Xiu took a deep breath, trying to calm her violently heaving chest. She stepped forward and snatched the dragon-patterned jade pendant from Yun Zhongzi's hand.

The jade pendant feels warm and smooth to the touch; its familiar texture and carving marks all speak of longing for one's homeland.

Two lines of clear tears finally slid uncontrollably from Baihuaxiu's eyes.

She clutched the jade pendant tightly, pressing it against her heart, her shoulders trembling violently.

Baihua wiped away her tears and quickly regained her composure. She knew that now was not the time to cry.

"All of you, step back." Baihua Xiu coldly glanced at the surrounding demons.

"Madam, this—" The boar demon hesitated. With the king away, it seemed inappropriate to leave a strange human alone with the lady.

"What? My words no longer carry weight?" Baihua Xiu's eyes flashed with a sharp light, displaying the authority of the Queen Mother of the Wave Moon Cave. "This person is indeed an envoy sent by my father. I need to inquire in detail about my father's health and the current situation of Baoxiang Kingdom. You guard the outer cave; without my order, no one is allowed to enter!"

The wild boar demon shrank back. Before the king left, he had instructed that the lady was the head of the Wave Moon Cave, and anyone who dared to displease her would be skinned alive.

"Yes, yes, we'll take our leave now."

With a wave of his hand, the wild boar demon led his minions out of the inner cave.

Inside the cave, only Yun Zhongzi and Bai Huaxiu remained.

The moment the stone door closed, Baihuaxiu seemed to have all her strength drained away. Her legs went weak, and she collapsed onto the stone bench.

She stared intently at the jade pendant in her hand, tears falling drop by drop onto the jade surface.

Yun Zhongzi did not urge him, but stood quietly to the side.

a long time.

Baihua Xiu raised her head, her once dignified face now filled with deep weariness and sorrow.

She stood up, walked to the stone table, picked up a rough pottery pot, poured a cup of water, and handed it to Yun Zhongzi.

"Daoist Master, please sit down." She could tell that Yun Zhongzi was no ordinary martial artist, but a strange person with cultivation.

"My father—how is he in good health?" Baihua Xiu asked softly, her eyes full of anticipation.

"Your Majesty is still in good health, but he misses his daughter dearly and worries about her day and night." Yun Zhongzi took the water cup and sat down opposite him at the stone table.

Baihua smiled bitterly.

"Master, you shouldn't have come."

She shook her head, her gaze sweeping over the dark cave, her voice filled with deep helplessness.